For me it's a sort of rebellion and affirmation.

So many fatphobic people couch their rhetoric in this self-righteous, faux compassionate "SAVING YOUR LIFE" language.
They'll do cruel spiteful things to people and say "Well they were killing themselves, we had to be mean to save them..."

So it's like defiance.

"You don't care about how long I live, asshole! That's not me, at least I'm enjoying the rest of my life! I know you think it's disgusting how obese I am, stay mad!"

Ooh wow, here's a huge one that's happened to me as a feeder!

Would you choose your libido, or your beloved fatty's appetite, making them too fat to penetrate again?

This was the big turning point in our relationship. She had been so confident in her weight gain, but getting too fat for sex made her really upset because she thought she was "letting me down". I told her that her appetite was more important than my sex drive, and she leapt right into eating even more without a care.

Now I mostly use my tongue and fingers to make her cry.

SHE likes going out in the same underwear that she wore in high school when she was at least a third as big, just letting it sink deeper and deeper into her until it becomes invisible from the front and starts tearing apart.

She told me all of this, and said she doesn't want to go with the "big fatkini" style because she doesn't like the way it clings up her belly and just wants to let it all hang out.

The gut. Huge hanging belly that bounces and sways ahead of her, down her thighs so much I have to lift it up just to find her underwear.

Rolls of back fat. She didn't have when she was smaller, but now she's so fat her breasts have gone 360 degrees. Every time I hug her I can't help but grab handfuls of her back.

Though at this point it's really hard to choose just a favorite or two, because she's become so big she's at the "growing new body parts" stage of obesity.

God it keeps getting better, she keeps hitting new milestones of gluttony.

She laid around and slept most of the day because she didn't want to go out in the heat and sun. After sunset she started getting restless to go out on a dinner date. Of course all our dates revolve around her appetite lol. "Honeyyy, I wanna eat! I wanna eat NOWWW!"

Even though I thought it was way too early for supper, I took her out to get her fed. She devoured the "super size" portion of noodles, the biggest serving they have. She didn't used to be able to accomplish such a feat, when she was smaller.

THEN she wanted to buy donuts. "Six or twelve?" was the question.
THEN she wanted to stop by the deli and get sandwiches.
THEN she made me take a detour so she could get ice cream.

I spent all night taking her around the city to get all the food she wanted, and she looked so happy.

Next day, she woke up way before me because she's much more of a morning person- and also because she was just HUNGRY. She literally woke me up with the muffled scream of "Mmmmph YUMMY DONUTS!" with her mouth full as she stuffed her face. "Honey is it okay if I eat so much?"

OMFG WOW

1. She's a cake kinda girl. Loves her sweets. Cake and soda.

2. It HAS to be a push-up. She might pull the bar right off the wall, but I think the floor can handle her. Though she'll need help standing back up.

3. 1 mile 5 days a week. She may be huge, but she does like moving around a bit. Besides, muscle mass is denser than fat, so it bulks her out and helps her deal with her obesity.

4. She's a chocolate kind of lady.

5. No duh- for her it's that airplane seat. She loves to travel, but she's a realist so she knows she needs to make extra arrangements for her size. The last time we flew overseas before the pandemic, the staff had to come over, lift her fat rolls apart and buckle her seatbelt in.

6. Not only will she go to the pool with her shirt off, but she'll do it in the same swimwear she wore in high school. It used to "fit" her in the usual sense, now it's just vanishing deeper and deeper inside her, and she doesn't care.

7. Binge in front of friends and family. They've all accepted her for who she is. Even her mother, who used to be so upset that her daughter quadrupled in size, has accepted that she's simply the mother of a morbidly obese girl who's happy the way she is.

8. Neither. She gave up on shirts and pants. Now she gets special clothes online that are the size of tents.

9. She already made that decision. She eats ice cream every day and will never run again. Or jump. Or climb.

Somewhat related to this- consent, desire respect and happiness is what turned me into an extreme feeder.

I liked fat people but thought living with someone who got so fat they needed help just doing daily things would be tragic.

Then it started happening to HER.

For a moment I was worried, looking at the mountain of blubber sleeping next to me.
"Has this gone too far? Should I kindly, subtly influence her to loose weight?"

YEAH BUT WHY?
She's healthy. She's happy. She's lovely. She's hungry, confident in how big she is, and enjoys her size. She embraced her own super-obesity, so I decided to as well.

And I thought I wasn't prepared to take care of someone so massive they have mobility needs- but it started happening and I realized it's not as hard as I thought, and very adorable and inspiring!

From experience, my girl uses her language and administrative skills in an office role on the phone. She told me her co-workers are getting concerned about her size and immobility. They're also constantly feeding her sweets on the job, so mixed messages- not that she cares. She's hungry so she'll eat it all, and knows that her boy wants her as big as possible.

But she took up an interest in leather crafting. Just because you're getting huge doesn't mean you need to abandon working with your body. Plopping herself down on the bench, laying her watermelon breasts on the table, and just *making things* It's so cool, I admire her so much.

My girl is like this, this summer she reached the milestone where she will just come over and start eating the food off my plate!

She's also sweet and humble, so she apologizes the whole while:

"So sorry honey, I'm just so hungry and I can't stop eating!"

"Don't worry about it, I'm so proud of you! A big fat girl needs to eat so much just to stay satisfied!"

My girl has reached that limit!

She just can't get her tubby arms over her own gut and pubic mound, and I can't reliably penetrate her all the way in with my cock.

At first she was really upset and ashamed about getting too fat to penetrate, until I told her that I thought it was wonderful and I was so proud of her for just eating and getting so gigantic.

Fortunately, the fatter she gets the more she finds the feeling of her own fat erotic. Now I just suck her nipples and grab handfuls of her flesh while she whimpers and soils the bed.